In Regards to Lovely 497 and Truthfully Random Poetry
twas fun and amusing
in its turn
where thoughts were thrown
at unfettered pace
playing with those who couldn't
play in turn
failing to understand the grace.
a word my dear of truth and love
for in their purity they are the same
however love be bi-edged
and truth has more...
blades in hand
they bleed their lovers
and enemies the same.
mayhaps learn grace in time
and care in learning not to bleed
all others face too much to learn
and so scarlet is their path
till time runs out
and in bleeding no more
the school of hard knocks is adjourned